Greek Tragedy

We're smashing mics in karaoke bars You're running late with half your make-up on This method acting might pay our bills But soon enough there'll be a different role to fill I love this feeling But I hate this part I wanted this to work so much I drew up our plans on a chart Cars are flipping, I'm in hot pursuit My character's strong but my head is loose She hits like ecstasy Comes up and bangs the sense out of me The tarot cards say it's not so bad And the blades rotate, there's just no landing pad And better have said it but, darling, you're the best I'm just tired of falling up the Penrose steps I hate this feeling But I love this part She really wants to make it work And I clearly want to let it start We'll build a water slide As soon as I get home Oh, and she hits like ecstasy Comes up and bangs the sense out of me It's wrong, but surely worse to leave She hits like ecstasy So free up the cheaper seats Here comes a Greek tragedy